The Worm Ouroboros by E.R. Eddison, 1922.

And there is almost zero chance he actually pays this. If anything, it will be a fraction of the amount in 20 years after he exhausts appeals and pushes deadlines to the max.

I use Jira at work and I still have no idea what the fuck it is, what it’s for, or why it’s so needlessly complicated. It’s a list of text with some dates and names. Why is that worth shit?